Early in the morning, the moon is overbearing in the sky
Wait for the real sun, another greeting
But never touching becomes heavy
If it's been passing you by for billions of years
Someone you can't touch
I hear cars from a distance at night
Bounce the brake squeal
Who sings, sings, sings, sings
I don't want to admit that I was from God
That every smile of yours colors oblivion
I stand here with open arms like the Christ of Rio
You said enough and that's enough I said it too
The distance between us is directly proportional
At the distance between the two poles and even more and then you do
If you want to piece together the puzzle, I'm here
But finding a good piece of us both I see hard
But I'll save you in the corner, I'll take a picture of you
Like a photojournalist, a Tokyo tourist
I hear cars from a distance at night
Bounce the brake whistle that sings
I don't want to admit that I was from God
That every smile of yours colors oblivion
I stand here with open arms like the Christ of Rio
You said enough and that's enough I said it too
I don't want to admit that I was good
That there is your smile in my smile
I stand here with open arms like the Christ of Rio
You said enough and that's it I said it too
Let's save ourselves in the corner
There is no more time for a retro front
And give me a lead, ah-ah-ah
I don't want to admit that I was from God
That there is your smile in my smile
I stand here with open arms like the Christ of Rio
You said enough and that's it I said it too
I don't want to admit that I was from God (I was from God)
With open arms like the Christ of Rio (the Christ of Rio)